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“You’re not a virgin, are you?” It was as much an accusation as a question. “You see, I will take your arm. And it is your own fault that your husband dallies with me. " "Couldn't … couldn't I go with you this afternoon?" "Too hot. She held up the lamp. “No, John, you won’t understand. “Annabel! God in Heaven, it is Annabel!” She did not speak. “I wish this hadn’t turned up to-day of all days. ’ Her features broke apart in a laugh. Her belly was being touched, she felt her thighs caressed softly. Part 8 And as she sat on her bed that night, musing and half-undressed, she began to run one hand down her arm and scrutinize the soft flow of muscle under her skin.
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